I Have A Rotten Habit Of Picturing

Ezra Was Right Half The Time, And When He Was Wrong, He Was So Wrong You Were Never In Any Doubt About It.

The Bicycle Riders Drank Much Wine, And Were Burned And Browned By The Sun. They Did Not Take The Race Seriously Except Among Themselves.

You Make Something From Things That Have Happened And From Things That Exist And From All Things That You Know And All Those You Cannot Know, And You Make Something Through Your Invention That Is Truer Than Anything True And Alive, And If You Make It Well Enough, You Give It Immortality.

How Did We Go Bankrupt? Two Ways. Slowly, And Then All Of A Sudden.

The Sinews Of War Are Five - Men, Money, Materials, Maintenance (food) And Morale.